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I move my hand upward along his chest, moving my fingers over the black scales, tinged slightly crimson.
He growls in frustration. But rather than answer, he pins me down still more eagerly, moving his mouth down over mine.
His tongue invades my mouth, filling my throat. Mine dances alongside his.
He breathes into me, filling me with life, and my heart thumps with building anticipation.
I remember him taking me here, only days earlier. The memory of it gives me levity.
But something about this moment feels so much more raw… so much more real. I could have died in that fight, ending every hope of my freedom. But instead, in this bed, covered in blood, I get to celebrate it.
And I have this strange creature, who I’m proud to consider my mate, to accompany me.
With his claws, he takes my collar, and rips downward, tearing the fabric.
He tears my shirt off of me, and I squeal. As he pulls it open, I can feel the cool air crest over my bosom, my nipples becoming engorged and tender.
His golden eyes stare down at me, his maw forming a wicked grin.
He brings his fangs down to my neck, and penetrates my skin gently, before nibbling downward slowly and methodically to my breasts. His warm breath tickles my ears, the light prickles left by his teeth leaving lines of blood that run cold toward my chest.
I have to tell him no, I think. The urge to be taken by him here is too pronounced.
But I need to hold firm against his assault if I’m going to show him the comforts of bathing.
As he reaches my breasts, his onslaught escalates, his fangs penetrating them with vigor. He dives into my chest, his teeth mauling me, leaving pink, bloody marks across my nipples and over my mountains.
Somehow, the pain only intensifies my arousal. His constant, hideous growls, paired with the spectacle in front of my eyes, elevate me to new heights. I scream out, and his tongue moves downwards, stuffing itself into my mouth to suppress me.
Looking down across the expanse of scales and scars, the bright black torso of my mate looming over me, I witness a shifting of scales around his groin. Apparently, a layer of skin and scales conceal his member, which now emerges from the body above me. Its radiant orange head lingers, illuminating the darkness of his skin and the engorged cock now throbbing inches above my waist.
“So that’s where it was hiding,” I growl in wonder. I feel privileged to have witnessed such a spectacular display for the first time.
Before he can say anything, his breath still warming my swollen, tender breasts, I slide down along the bed, taking his cock in my hand.
It vibrates in tandem with my touch. My shoulder strains slightly, as I manipulate him with my palms and fingers, stroking blindly upward and downward. I can feel his flesh moving with me, and I caress his penis, spikes and all.
“We’re going to the tub now,” I whisper.
His eyes are closed in pleasure, his breathing heavy. He doesn’t protest as I stand up, his cock in my hand. The exploration of his magnificent form is overwhelming, so I’m proud to know that I’m accomplishing something.
Walking toward the tub while grasping Zyranth’s penis, which throbs at about the size of my forearm, I notice that the tub has been expanded considerably for us, nearly tripling in size. I can dip my body into it, shaking the blood free, but Zyranth’s engorged cock is so much more tempting.
I get down onto the cool tile and kneel before him. He comes to his senses, orbs of gold revealed to me, right as my mouth caresses his hood.
He groans, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock.
I move my head back, freeing the cock from my mouth with a satisfyingpop, my jaw still sore from the stretch.
I kiss the tip, stroking his tremendous member with enthusiasm, before putting it back into my mouth. My jaw fully stretched, I move my head forward and revel in the sounds of his pleasure, before dipping back off.
I long to be used by him, completely. But for now, I will enjoy worshiping him.
Pushing myself off of the tile, my face drenched in his fluids, I lead him into the tub.
“I’m not going in there,” he says, still half out of his mind from my oral assault.
“You are too,” I tell him, removing my dress and shuffling it onto the floor. “Or else I’m not doing that for you again.”
